I am the second-to-last person in the country to see Brokeback Mountain, which I watched yesterday. (Second-to-last because Chris refused to watch it with me.) Hot dayum, but that was a good movie. It made me want to have an illicit gay love affair in the 60's. Or maybe just jump on top of Heath Ledger and never let him go. (That other guy does nothing for me, you can have him.) Except shit, I just goooooogled Heathey and he is 5 years younger than I am. Can I get a toy boy now that I'm a mom?
Also, The Ha-Ha by Dave King is the best book I have read in a long, long time. Granted, I have been reading pretty light stuff lately since I tend to make it through three pages and then collapse in exhaustion, but that does not diminish the fact that this is a fabulous book that you should all read. Or ideally, get Heath Ledger to read it to you, maybe while he rubs your feet.